Tang Monk took the scissors and looked at it, saying, "Old man, I don't want to cut my nails. As the saying goes, a person's hair and skin are accepted by his parents. I am a little reluctant to leave it."

"The nails can be regenerated, but they are burdensome when they grow. Cut them when they should. What a pity? Your parents won't blame you either." Miaoling persuaded him.

"Old man, if I cut my nails, would you really send me back?" Tang Seng hesitated and asked the old man Hong Jin.

"Of course, I never lie when I speak." The old man Hong Jin said firmly.

"Okay, I'll cut it!"

As he said that, Tang Monk took the scissors and cut his nails again, leaving only the nails on his little finger.

The old man Hong Jin was very happy when he saw this. He collected the nails that Tang Monk had cut and handed them to Miaoling's hand.

When Tang Monk saw it, he hurriedly asked what this meant?

The old man Hongjin said that he would keep a souvenir and preserve it. It may become antiques and be famous all over the world in hundreds of years!

After everything stopped, the old man Hong Jin picked up Tang Monk's soul, flew out of the temple gate, and flew towards Pan Mansion, Shuilu Town.

It hadn't landed when it flew over Pan's mansion!

I saw Sha Seng flashing out of the air, swinging the Zen Staff, and cursing loudly: "Monster, let go of my master!"

A bang!

The Zen stick hit the old man Hongjin's back.

The old man Hong Jin screamed and fell from the air.

"Ah...ah...help...good...good..."

The male servant of the Pan family stared in the yard, thinking about the good things that he and the maid opened their mouths.

The old man Hong Jin dropped into the middle of the yard with a loud noise, frightened the housekeeper so much that he covered his head and screamed, and he ran into the door of the main hall.

This made the chickens in the yard clatter and flew onto the branches with their wings.

Tang Monk's soul looked at it and shouted to Sha Monk: "Missan'er, you are so stupid! Why are you beat me indiscriminately? They are here to send me off. Go down and see if the land is dead? Sin, sin, Amitabha."

After hearing Tang Seng's words, Sha Seng knew that he had caused trouble. He stammered:

"Master, I can't blame me! It's dark and lanterns. Who knows what he does? Besides, your soul is out of body and makes me so anxious that I'm so impatient. What's the difference between clear or false, good or bad, black or white, and... "

"Shut up! Xiaosan'er, are you finished? You talk so much, do you want to be an announcer? Go and have a look."

After Tang Seng finished speaking, his soul drifted down into the yard.

Sha rolled her big black eyes angrily and muttered, "Fuck! You stupid monk, what's the cicada out of her body? You saved you and fell into trouble. You're so unlucky. If I had known that you were so ungrateful, I might as well not look for you..."

Sha Monk muttered and put away his Zen stick, returned to the shape of a cooking shovel, and hung it on his waist.

"Oh, it hurts so much! Tang Seng, what's going on? Who attacked me? My waist was hit by a strain on my back."

After Tang Monk's soul fell to the ground, he pulled up the old man Hong Jin lying on the ground. The old man Hong Jin grinned and shouted.

"Old man, I'm sorry, the one who hit you by mistake was my apprentice. Xiaosaner, come and give a gift to the Tudigong." Tang Seng shouted to Sha Seng in an orderly tone.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Land, I just mistakenly regard you as the monster who captured my master! I hope you can forgive me." After Sha Seng said that, he clasped his fists to the old man Hong Jin.

"Forget it, forget it, it's useless to be sorry. My back is bald, alas! It's so unlucky." The old man Hong Jin shook his head and complained helplessly.

Tang Seng smiled and nodded and apologized. Then he said to Sha Seng: "Xiaosaner, guess who is this land?"

Sha Seng shook his head and replied, "I can't guess."

"Then you guess hard, let go of guessing, guessing the vast sky, guessing the wild sky, guessing the wild sky, guessing the wild sky, guessing the wild sky, guessing the wild sky." Tang Seng said pretending to be mysterious.

"Guess, guess, guess, guess, guess a family sparrow, I don't have that good brain." Sha Seng said impatiently.

"I can't guess it, right? Xiaosan'er, I tell you that he is the husband of Miss Green Youyou on the Qingqing Grassland."

Sha Seng was shocked when he heard this, and he realized for a while.

He circled around the old man Hong Jin several times and said, "This is the husband of Miss Green? Damn, it's against the will of heaven! Why did the goddess in my mind follow an old man? Isn't this slap me in the face? No matter what, I'm so handsome than him, why would Green Youyou not love me?" Sha Seng began to think about it again.

"Seng Tang, I have sent you back. You can go back to your body by yourself. I still have something to do and need to go back immediately."

After saying that, the old man Hong Jin bid farewell to Tang Monk and flew back to the City God Temple.

In the temple, Miaoling set up firewood and made the fire burn. An iron pot was set up on it, and Tang Monk's nail soup was being made.

After she saw the old man Hongjin coming back, Miaoling hurriedly took the boiling pot off the heat, then served a bowl of nail soup to the old man Hongjin, and encouraged Hongjin to drink it.

Hong Jin was still very proud. He took the bowl and looked at the few fingernails floating in the bowl, and then gulped and drank it down.

Miaoling then drank a bowl.

After drinking, the two of them looked at me and I looked at you, waiting for a miracle to happen in their bodies by Tang Monk's fingernails.

Suddenly, two horns grew on Miaoling's bald head, like a sheep on the grassland, bleating and serenade in the grassland.

Hong Jin was about to be amazed, and two sheep horns grew on his head.

The two of them found that they had grown sheep horns and were very happy to say to each other: "Tang Seng is really so excited about the elixir of immortality. We will be immortal in the future. Wow! I feel that life has reached its peak!"

Let’s talk about Tang Monk who returned to Pan’s Mansion.

Tang Monk's soul drilled into his body, and immediately became one with his body and soul, standing alive in front of Sha Monk. It can be said that the prodigal son returned to his soul.

After Tang Monk's body was resurrected, he looked at Pan Shuilian's body, who was still standing on the ground and asked:

"Missan'er, you carry her to the bed, looking very tired."

"Yeah!" Sha Seng nodded obediently, then lifted Pan Shuilian's body onto the bed

"I don't know where this woman's soul has floated. Although she pulled my soul out of her body to save me, she was afraid that I would be hurt by monsters, but she was too irrational. The monster was obviously for my body, why did you tell me to pull my soul out of her body? Besides, that woman had just learned the method of leaving my body and dared to use it on me. It was like a road killer who had just obtained a driver's license for a few days. The female driver couldn't afford to hurt her!" Tang Seng thought about it himself.

It’s strange that the butler who had been lying on the bed before was nowhere to be here. I don’t know where he went? Thinking about the strange thing about the butler, it’s definitely a lot of luck.

Tang Monk sat on the chair, took a long breath and asked, "Miss Saner, where are your fellow brothers?"

Sha Seng replied honestly: "Brother Monkey went to a mountain to save you. Brother Zhu and Longlong were in the backyard to rescue a maid who was out of breath!"

"What? Are you rescuing the maid? Is it mouth-to-mouth?" Tang Monk asked anxiously.

"No, no, it's a magical use!" said Sha Seng.
Chapter completed!